Riveting tale, Chap

[Yaoquizque]

Logan Stevens repressed a sigh of relief.
Jumping in Okinawa was becoming harder and harder these days.

But still...
He leaned back in his chair, taking a confortable position.
A wily smile appeared on his face...

The old good tricks he learnt during his long carreer were still working like a charm.
Waiting for them to have a bigger fish to fry... And take your chances.
He tried that specific one.

Seems they were lucky today. No hostile patrols...
A fine day to gamble.

Satisfied, He started to scan the area, looking for that lane leading to some Interspace station, if he reminded correctly.
There it was. He skillfully engaged the docking sequence with the lane and leaned forward to reach the packet of cigarettes lying on the console nearby.

Looking around sneakily, he finally took it after a moment of hesitation.

Logan's face turned red with anger. There was only a little paper inside.
A large and feminine writing was filling it with the words 'Bad for your health! Love you! <3'.

He almost got on his feet, tempted to go shake that brat to make her give him back his cigarettes.
But instead he sat back...

She was sleeping and it was better this way. Not like he came to hate the passenger he -like it or not- came to welcome in his ship.
However she had a knack to annoy him at times.

At times? Hell... Actually all the time!
He stood up and started to search in the pilot cabin... No... It was doubtful he would find them there.

Resigning himself, he finally sat again, thinking about the events of last week...

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